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BunniesOfDoomName: Mimas Nox
Appearance
At a glance, Mimas seems like your typical barmaid with short brown hair, tanned skin and eyes the colour of fresh honey. However, if one were to take a closer look, it would be easy to realise there was something not quite right.
Her clothes were made of cotton that was just ever so slightly too fine for someone of her pay, her jewellery too well made and her bag and belts made out of leather that was just too expensive. One might think she'd stolen these items but those aspects mixed with how well educated she was, it was apparent to just about anyone that she didn't fix the mould she was seemingly desperate to force herself into.
Outside of the peculiarities, Mimas had a sweet smile and kind eyes with the air of someone that was just too kind. Always with an easy smile and a light laugh, the woman was a breeze of fresh air compared to the rough dockmen and scantily dressed working women around her.
Mimas had a constant companion in that of her grey owl, a clever and protective creature that was never far from his master's side or shoulder. The pendant around his neck matched the collar worn by Mimas, the golden amulet had some sort of family crest but it was so worn it could hardly be seen on either of the necklaces.
Even with her ever-present smile, it was said that sometimes you could see a deep sadness in her eyes. A sadness of someone who had loved and lost, over and over again.
Personality
Always the free spirit, Mimas hated staying in the same place for too long. She jumped from port to port, easily getting a job in whatever tavern she chose. With her easy-going way and ability to put people at ease, it wasn't hard to see why it was easy for the barmaid to find work.
Although it was easy for her to make people like her, she always struggled to let anyone truly know her. Sure, she was an open book when it came to the simple things. Her favourite colour, what her drink of choice was, her favourite port, hell she was even happy to tell people how awful her exs had been, but anything deeper than that, you were better off trying to find Blackbeard's treasure.
Beneath her smiles and laughter and effortless ditziness, was an intelligence she kept very close to her chest. She preferred people to underestimate her, it had it that much funnier when she pulled the rug out from under them. Be it playing dumb playing cards and then wiping the floor with her opponents, to outwitting the smarmy noble that would occasionally try to talk down to her because of her station.
Outwardly, the woman was a ray of sunshine who could light up a room and make anyone's day just that bit easier. But, sunshine casts shadows and Mimas certainly had plenty of things that needed to be hidden in the dark.
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Appearance
At a glance, Mimas seems like your typical barmaid with short brown hair, tanned skin and eyes the colour of fresh honey. However, if one were to take a closer look, it would be easy to realise there was something not quite right.
Her clothes were made of cotton that was just ever so slightly too fine for someone of her pay, her jewellery too well made and her bag and belts made out of leather that was just too expensive. One might think she'd stolen these items but those aspects mixed with how well educated she was, it was apparent to just about anyone that she didn't fix the mould she was seemingly desperate to force herself into.
Outside of the peculiarities, Mimas had a sweet smile and kind eyes with the air of someone that was just too kind. Always with an easy smile and a light laugh, the woman was a breeze of fresh air compared to the rough dockmen and scantily dressed working women around her.
Mimas had a constant companion in that of her grey owl, a clever and protective creature that was never far from his master's side or shoulder. The pendant around his neck matched the collar worn by Mimas, the golden amulet had some sort of family crest but it was so worn it could hardly be seen on either of the necklaces.
Even with her ever-present smile, it was said that sometimes you could see a deep sadness in her eyes. A sadness of someone who had loved and lost, over and over again.
Personality
Always the free spirit, Mimas hated staying in the same place for too long. She jumped from port to port, easily getting a job in whatever tavern she chose. With her easy-going way and ability to put people at ease, it wasn't hard to see why it was easy for the barmaid to find work.
Although it was easy for her to make people like her, she always struggled to let anyone truly know her. Sure, she was an open book when it came to the simple things. Her favourite colour, what her drink of choice was, her favourite port, hell she was even happy to tell people how awful her exs had been, but anything deeper than that, you were better off trying to find Blackbeard's treasure.
Beneath her smiles and laughter and effortless ditziness, was an intelligence she kept very close to her chest. She preferred people to underestimate her, it had it that much funnier when she pulled the rug out from under them. Be it playing dumb playing cards and then wiping the floor with her opponents, to outwitting the smarmy noble that would occasionally try to talk down to her because of her station.
Outwardly, the woman was a ray of sunshine who could light up a room and make anyone's day just that bit easier. But, sunshine casts shadows and Mimas certainly had plenty of things that needed to be hidden in the dark.
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